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Barbie B*****sA Poem by JenLynVERSE 1: I’m not a blond haired barbie doll, Plastic isn’t my style. I’m a raw b***h to The core, if.. |
A Manic StateA Poem by JenLynIn a state of manic, I panic! The line of dreams and reality are blurred. So sadistic, my minds flipping, I scream without being .. |
A bittersweet DepartureA Poem by JenLynDreams of you and what could be numb and drug my reality! Sleep, ah it's so sweet, you're forgotten as I turn into a temporary .. |
Reality Check, Please!A Poem by Just CharlesA ruined Friday Night. Who likes a wasted day? |
Glass WallsA Poem by NoenameI stand behind thick glass walls Watching how fast time crawls My heart beats slower with every long breath My heart beats slow, but not to death .. |
PERFECTionA Story by C.J.G.One of my bursts of thought... |
I Think It's FunnyA Poem by TaughtskiiI think it's funny how everyone tries to be your friend, when they really talk about you behind your back.I think it's funny no matter how much I suff.. |
Dreaming away...A Poem by JenLynI’m dreaming my life away and it’s okay, I can’t help that my world inspires me, the air, the trees, the breeze…so d.. |
ODE TO MY LITTLE DREAMSA Poem by JENYOil spill in gulf countries… And the news related to it inspired me to write this poem…. It is, the wailing of a dying bird on the sur.. |
An Untold Story: My Best Friend Part 5 (Conclusion..A Story by J StylezHow I met, lost, and re-introduced myself to a very special person from my point-of-view. |
RealityA Poem by SarahCortlandsometimes it's just harsh |
Swimming in TimeA Poem by Adam M. SnowI am lost yet found; in time surround; past and future follows. I see the door; neither open nor closed; and divine nevermore. |
Mess AgeA Poem by Sweet & Tender HooliganJust a little something, a little of everything thrown into together. This age as no message so everything get's thrown in together & get's accepted.. |
Feelings Are a DistractionA Poem by Sweet & Tender HooliganThis is how it ain't, this is how it will always be. My heart for your eyes. My life, for what? Picture is of Picasso's The Actor. |
Reality or Imitation?A Poem by Annette Jay SweeneyIs it really so far from the truth? |
Stop Judging MeA Chapter by Ms. Starrfor all the young ones who are caught up to the truth, and sick of getting in trouble for reality of it. |